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"So, get this," Luna began, wiping down a table with a bit more force than necessary. "This guy came in today-pretty boy, fancy clothes, all charming smiles. I think he is just another one of those influencers. You know the type-always acting like the world revolves around them. People were all over him, asking for photos, giggling like he was some celebrity or whatever."
She rolled her eyes, flipping her rag over her shoulder. "I mean, I saw him just the other day downtown, stuffing his mouth with a hot dog and laughing like he owned the street. And now he's here, playing the cool guy. What's so special about him anyway? He probably just posts TikToks of his abs or something."
Her coworker raised an eyebrow, suppressing a smirk. "Luna... you really don't know who he is, do you?"
Luna stopped mid-sentence, her irritation momentarily replaced by confusion. "What? Is he someone famous?"
And that's how Luna's story began-with a famous soccer player coming to eat at the restaurant, and Luna completely clueless about João Félix's real identity.